Chapter 311 - 309: Unobtainable Things of Youth

Truth be told, Yang Xun had harbored a secret crush on Yue Feifei ever since their student days. Back then, she was vibrant and cheerful, the goddess in the eyes of countless boys.

Just when he had been impoverished and at his absolute most desperate, this beautiful, kind-hearted girl had reached out to help him. Naturally, feelings had blossomed in his heart. However, knowing he was far too poor and completely out of her league, he kept those emotions deeply buried. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call Yue Feifei his first love, though she herself never knew it.

There was a saying that what a man could not obtain in his youth would haunt him for the rest of his life. Now, the very girl he had once yearned for so deeply was right here in his arms. How could his heart not race?

Yang Xun leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss against her red lips. "Feifei, I like you," he panted.

Yue Feifei’s eyes widened, looking at him in astonishment. She could feel the sincerity of Yang Xun’s feelings, but the flames of lust crashed over her too fiercely. Before she could even process his confession, she surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.

"HISS..." Yang Xun sucked in a breath of cold air, an electrifying tingle washing over his scalp.

Beneath him, Yue Feifei’s slender fingers gripped the bedsheets until her knuckles turned white. The initial stab of pain was quickly swallowed by an unprecedented, intoxicating numbness. Unable to hold back, she let out a soft whimper.

The bed groaned rhythmically, accompanied by the endless symphony of the woman’s sweet moans.

After what felt like an eternity, Yue Feifei began to plead. "Yang Xun, let me go... I’m so tired I could die."

"Almost there. Hold on just a little longer. You promised to help me." Yang Xun panted heavily, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead onto her skin.

Yue Feifei wanted to cry but had no tears left, mentally cursing her own mother for throwing her into this miserable predicament.

Early the next morning, sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a golden ribbon of light across the floor.

When Yue Feifei woke up, she found herself curled up in Yang Xun’s arms. One of her arms rested across his waist, her cheek pressed against his warm chest. The tips of her ears instantly turned burning red. Retracting her hand, she shifted slightly to the side. As she tried to sit up, the soreness wracking her body made her gasp in pain.

Hearing the noise, Yang Xun propped himself up on the edge of the bed. His gaze landed on her flushed profile as he smiled. "Morning."

Catching a glimpse of his muscular chest out of the corner of her eye, Yue Feifei was reminded of the night’s wild madness and was too embarrassed to look at him directly. "Morning... You get dressed first. I’ll go check if the door is unlocked."

With that, she padded barefoot to the door and turned the handle. Sure enough, the lock was open.

"I’m heading out first. Hurry up and get ready," she instructed. After quickly throwing on her clothes, Yue Feifei pulled the door open and hurried out.

Yang Xun sat on the edge of the bed, unhurriedly getting dressed while listening to the voices of Yue Feifei and Guo Xiumei drifting in from the living room.

"Mom, why did you lock our door last night?"

"Oh, I was just worried you two might wander around after drinking so much, so I locked it. What’s the matter?"

Yue Feifei fell silent for a moment before her voice rang out with exasperated helplessness. "Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what you put in that wine!"

"Just some medicinal herbs. It’s good for your health! You young people need more nourishment." Knowing perfectly well what had transpired, Guo Xiumei smiled and asked, "So? Did you sleep well last night?"

In truth, she had quietly returned late last night, yet despite the late hour, she had still heard noises coming from the bedroom. She marveled at the boundless stamina of the youth.

"How could you do this! Yang Xun and I just started dating. Do you know how awkward this is?" Yue Feifei stomped her foot in anger. She did have feelings for Yang Xun, but the man was married. Now that they had slept together just like that, the nature of their relationship felt entirely tainted.

"I know you young folks are shy, so I just gave you a little push! From what I can tell, he’s a fine young man. The two of you should get married and have a baby soon. I’m dying to hold my grandchild!"

Hearing this, Yang Xun could no longer hold back and pushed the door open to step out.

Guo Xiumei was in the living room, tending to her potted Clivia. The moment she saw him, she set down her watering can and hurried over to greet him. "Yang, you’re awake! Breakfast is on the table. I steamed some buns and made some porridge. I’m not sure if it suits your taste, though."

She looked him up and down, growing more satisfied by the second. She prided herself on being an excellent judge of character. Yang Xun looked like a decent, polite lad, and he was generous enough to buy her expensive gifts. Now that the deed was done, Feifei was practically guaranteed to be married off.

"I’m sure your cooking is delicious, Auntie. I won’t hold back then." Smiling, Yang Xun took a seat at the dining table, picked up a steamed bun, and took a bite.

"Yang, seeing how deeply in love you and Feifei are, why don’t you two settle the marriage arrangements early?" Guo Xiumei sat across from him, her eyes burning with enthusiasm. "I already had a fortune teller pick a date. The eighth of next month is highly auspicious. Why don’t you two go get your marriage certificate first? Feifei’s father passed away early. I’ve been praying for the day she finally settles down so I can have some peace of mind."

"COUGH, COUGH!" Yang Xun choked on his porridge, descending into a fit of violent coughing.

Her face flushed bright red, Yue Feifei hastily interrupted her mother. "Mom, what on earth are you saying? Yang Xun and I aren’t planning to get married this early. I finally managed to find a boyfriend—please don’t scare him away!"

"I’m just eager, that’s all!" Guo Xiumei glared at her daughter before turning back to Yang Xun, her tone earnest. "Yang, I truly just want the best for you two. Please don’t mind my nagging."

Yang Xun smiled and nodded. "You’re absolutely right, Auntie. Marriage is a major life event. I’ll give it the serious consideration it deserves, rest assured."

Although he said that aloud, inwardly he realized he had landed himself in a massive heap of trouble.

Finally satisfied, Guo Xiumei beamed and placed another bun on his plate. "Good, good! Eat up. Look how skinny you are—you must be working yourself to the bone."

After breakfast, Yang Xun helped clear the dishes and chatted with Guo Xiumei for a while longer before finally standing up to take his leave.

Yue Feifei walked him downstairs to his car. A look of deep apology crossed her face. "Yang Xun, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know my mom would go this far. I’ve dragged you into this."

"Don’t blame yourself. Besides, I was the one who took advantage of the situation last night." Yang Xun chuckled, genuinely finding her mother’s antics both frustrating and amusing. It was literally their first time meeting, yet the would-be mother-in-law had been in such a rush to shove her daughter into his bed, not even bothering to consider if he was a bad guy.

"Let’s just treat last night like a dream. Don’t worry, I won’t cling to you," Yue Feifei said with utmost seriousness. "I know you have a family. I won’t breathe a word of this to anyone, nor will I use it to blackmail you into doing anything."

Seeing her act so aloof inexplicably left a sour taste in Yang Xun’s mouth. He nodded, his voice turning cool. "Alright. Whatever you say."

Just as he was about to turn around and get into his car, Yue Feifei grabbed his arm.

"It’s just... my mom is absolutely fixated on you now. I might need you to play along and act as my boyfriend occasionally. Once I find the right opportunity, I’ll come clean with her. I promise I won’t drag this out for too long."

"No problem. Just say the word, and I’ll play along." Yang Xun replied readily, "However, with how aggressively your mom is pushing for marriage, you’d better think of a long-term strategy. I can act the part once or twice, but if we do this too often, the truth is bound to slip out."